DONOVAN As the door opened and closed, accompanied by a muttered "thank you," I straightened up in my seat, my suit clinging to my skin. The expansive, floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse quarters allowed a gentle, humid breeze to circulate, carrying the sweet scent of plumeria and the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore. I savored the influx of oxygen, feeling invigorated after the stifling atmosphere of our meeting."I thought we were going to a restaurant," Maya hissed, her eyes flashing with annoyance."I never said that," I replied calmly, gesturing for her to take a seat across from me at the circular table. “Let's have a date here at home.” However, she remained standing, her stance rigid."You honestly think we can't have a steamy, romantic date here at our new quarters?” Maya's expression faltered, her irritation wavering slightly as she blinked at me a few times."Then what's with the rose petals everywhere?" she asked, her voice still laced with skepti
DONOVAN As I carried Maya toward the bedroom, I playfully smacked her rear, cutting off her words and eliciting another startled shriek."You're getting what you want, sweetheart," I teased, dropping a gentle kiss on the spot I'd be fucking.I pushed open the bedroom door. "No complaints, okay?”"Put me down, Donovan," Maya hissed."I wanted privacy, not to carry you the whole way," I said, lifting her off my shoulder and setting her on the plush sheets with a soft thud.Maya's dress was bunched around her waist as she regained her balance. Her eyes locked onto my hands as I unbuckled my belt, her gaze fixed intently on my movements."Don't think you're escaping without being thoroughly fucked," I whispered to myself."Did you wonder what it'd feel like to have me inside you?" I teased, dropping my belt to the floor.Maya's jaw clenched. "I assumed.""Good," I growled, shedding my jacket and shirt. With each discarded item, I felt a sense of liberation."I'll enjoy proving you wrong.
ERICAWhen I turned and no longer saw my love interest in the palace again, I was disheartened. His line wasn't going through and I didn't see Maya, so I knew something was wrong. I went to the king with a troubled face. Without even asking, he came closer, resting his hands on my shoulders. “Your baby has gone away with that bitch.” He seemed to breath hard and I was pushed to ask but before I could, he already answered. “To Springville College.” “He has also helped Maya transfer there.” “What?” I gasped, panicking. “I would advise you to go get a job there, in his office. Right there!” He said with some air of authority. “I'll help you out.” I went away, thinking it would be quite difficult but that didn't stop me from trying. The king was right behind me in this lobby. Two weeks later and to my relief I finally got what I wanted as an Office Assistant. Since I haven't done this type of work before except at the pack, I was required to start with an internship. I couldn't ho
ERICA I make my way to my seat, my feet carrying me slowly as if weighed down by my own shame. I feel like I'm on display, my tardiness and awkward encounter with Alpha Donovan making me the center of attention. I slide into the last available seat on the single row, trying to escape the gaze of my fellow attendees.As I settle in, I drop my bag onto my lap and begin to rummage through it for a notepad and pen. I pull them out and place them on my lap, copying the others around me who are already poised to take notes. The familiar ritual of preparing to take notes brings a sense of comfort, and I feel my embarrassment begin to recede.I glance around the room, taking in the sea of expectant faces. Everyone seems eager to learn, their eyes fixed on the front of the room where Alpha Donovan has disappeared. I follow their gaze, wondering when he will return and what he will say.Right inside me, I'm no longer myself. I try to figure out what he means by asking to see me. Am I going to
ERICA I follow closely behind him as he exits the room and leads me to a separate elevator. This one is more comfy compared to the one I rode up, with a gleaming golden interior that makes it stand out. I'm not too surprised a professor of his ranking deserves the best. As I step into the elevator, I'm struck by the realization that I'm dealing with a man of immense power and influence. I remind myself to maintain a professional demeanor and regard him solely as my superior.As he steps into the elevator, I hesitate, momentarily unsure of what to do. He turns to me, a puzzled expression on his face, clearly expecting me to follow him."What are you waiting for? Get in" "I don't think it's a good idea" I reply looking around. "Oh, really?" he asks, a witty grin spreading across his face. "Then what's wrong with it?" His tone is playful, but I sense a hint of challenge beneath the surface.I shrug my shoulders, a barely noticeable movement. I want to protest, to ask him what he means
ERICA "Alright spill it, how did you get here?" He asks after we sit down."If I say I just got lucky will you believe me?" I answered, couldn't tear my gaze away from him a few weeks apart. It seems to make him appear more handsome than he did previously, his perfectly chiseled face with lips that can suck your life away, always look plump and juicy. He breathes in and out heavily. "If you were advanced in age with more experience I will believe that, it has been ages since I last took in any younger assistant so why are you different? What did you do Erica? You better tell me the truth." I smile as he questions me, I'm so close to jumping on him right now but this wasn't the time or place, I don't want to be kicked out on my first day of work so I better be on my best behaviour. With these thoughts I can't help staring at him as though he is a meal served for me to devour. “Earth to Erica, are you still here? Stop drooling.” He says with a smirk, I hurriedly wiped my lips expect
ERICA“You're quite clumsy for an assistant, how many of my prized possessions will I lose with you around? Maybe I should change your position before you destroy everything I have.I stare at him in shock and disbelief, this is just a silly mistake, he can't possibly be thinking of sending me away because of this. I pray he isn't serious about him“Here.” He says handing me a tissue to wipe off the water stain on my cloth."Thanks!" I mutter taking the tissue from him and wiping off the water, luckily it was just water things would haveBen worse if it was coffee. Though grateful for his gesture I just wanted to scream at him but my fear of losing everything held me back. I'm angry at him for giving me hope one second and taking it back another second. "Sir u know what I'm capable of, you can't judge my ability based on this little accident that just happened. I'm dedicated to what I do and I know this job is no different. Since I got it then I will do my best.""If you say so then I
ERICA I can't help trembling from everything that has happened. I'm scared to leave his office now, what if people start gossiping, will that lady really keep her mouth shut? Some many thoughts are running through my head right now.On the contrary Donovan seems to care less about her intrusion. I look at him trying to figure out what he is thinking, is he really confident that she won't spill it to anyone else. I don't trust her, you never can tell what will happen, what if she gets drunk and ends up revealing everything to someone else?“You don't seem bothered?”“Why should I be?”“What if she tells the whole office what she saw?”“And what did she see?”“She saw us kissing!”“Really, did you enjoy it?”“Of course I did…” what the fuck will will he make me admit such a thing? I clear my throat trying to regain composure as I continue speaking. “That's not the point, this is just my first day and I don't want rumours about me spread.”“Technically, they're not rumours since they ar
MAYA I sat in my hospital bed, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Cheryl stood beside me, her expression stern but concerned."Maya, you need to apologize to him," she said, her voice firm but gentle. "You were really harsh on him, and he didn't deserve that."I shook my head, feeling a surge of defiance. "No, I won't apologize," I said, my voice firm. "He cheated on me, Cheryl. He broke my trust, and I'll never forgive him for that."Cheryl's expression softened, and she placed a hand on my arm. "Maya, maybe he didn't cheat on you," she said, her voice hesitant. "Maybe there's more to the story than you think. You need to talk to him, confront him about what happened."I felt a pang of uncertainty, but I pushed it aside. I was hurt, and I wasn't ready to listen to his excuses. "No, Cheryl," I said, my voice firm. "I don't want to talk to him. I don't want to see him. He's dead to me."Cheryl sighed, her expression worried. "Maya, please reconsider," she said. "You're not t
DONOVAN I stood there, my mind reeling with confusion and anger. What was Maya's problem? Why was she attacking me like this? I thought we had been making progress, that we were finally starting to understand each other. But now, it seemed like she was determined to tear me down.I felt a surge of anger rise up inside me, but I pushed it down, trying to keep my cool. I didn't want to escalate the situation, didn't want to make things worse. But it was hard, so hard, when Maya was being like this.I looked at her, trying to understand what was going on behind those beautiful, angry eyes. But all I saw was a deep-seated hurt and anger, a sense of betrayal that I didn't understand.I felt a pang of sadness, knowing that I had somehow let her down. But I had no idea what I had done, or how to fix it. All I knew was that I wanted to help her, to make things right between us.But as I looked at Maya, I realized that I was at a loss. I didn't know how to reach her, how to get through to her
MAYAAs I lay in the hospital bed, I could see the concern etched on Cheryl's face. She had been sitting with me for a while, trying to lift my spirits, but I could tell that she was feeling sad. I didn't know what was wrong, but I could sense that something was bothering her.Just then, Donovan walked up to us, a look of concern on his face. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked Cheryl, noticing that she looked upset.Cheryl hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I think I need to give you two some space," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.I felt a pang of anxiety at her words. I didn't want her to leave. "No, stay," I said, trying to sound calm.But Cheryl just shook her head. "I think it's for the best," she said, standing up to leave.Donovan looked confused, unsure of what was going on. "Maya, what's wrong?" he asked, turning to me.But I just shook my head, unable to explain. I didn't know why I was acting this way, but I just felt like I needed to push everyone away. It was
DONOVAN "Mr. Donovan, the test results are in," he said, his voice serious. "Maya is running a very high fever, which is causing her a lot of discomfort. Additionally, the cut on her forehead is quite deep, which is contributing to the severe migraine she's experiencing."I felt a wave of concern wash over me. A high fever and a deep cut? It sounded serious. "What does this mean for her recovery?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.The doctor hesitated before responding. "We'll need to keep a close eye on her fever and make sure it doesn't spike again. We'll also need to monitor the cut and make sure it doesn't become infected. But overall, with proper care and treatment, Maya should be able to make a full recovery."I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and worry. I was glad to hear that Maya would be okay, but I was also concerned about the road to recovery ahead of her. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to be there for her every step of the way."Can I see her now
MAYA I lay in the hospital bed, feeling weak and drained. Cheryl sat beside me, her face etched with concern. "Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" she asked, taking my hand in hers.I tried to smile, but it felt more like a grimace. "I've been better," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Cheryl nodded sympathetically. "You're going to be okay, Maya. You just need to rest and get your strength back."I glanced down at the drip in my arm, feeling a slight sting as the medication flowed into my veins. "I guess so," I said, feeling a bit helpless.Cheryl smiled and squeezed my hand. "I'm going to get you something to eat, okay? What would you like?"I thought for a moment, my stomach growling with hunger. "Just a cup of tea, please," I said, my voice a bit stronger now.Cheryl nodded and stood up. "I'll go get that for you. And maybe some toast or crackers, okay?"I nodded, feeling a bit more hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, I was going to be okay after all.As Cheryl handed me the c
DONOVAN As I sat by Maya's bedside, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and relief wash over me. She had finally woken up, and I was grateful to be by her side.I had been visiting her every day since she was admitted, bringing her favorite flowers each time. The hospital room was now filled with a colorful collection of blooms, and I had taken to arranging them in a vase by her bedside table. It was a small gesture, but it made me feel like I was doing something to help her feel more comfortable.As I gazed at Maya's face, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved her. I knew I had made mistakes in the past, but I was determined to make things right between us.I reached out and took Maya's hand in mine, feeling a sense of warmth and connection. I had been so scared of losing her, and now that she was awake, I felt like I had been given a second chance."Maya, I'm so glad you're awake," I said, my voice filled with emotion. "I've been so worried about you. I love you, and
MAYA I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was met with a blur of white coats and scrubs, and the faint smell of antiseptic. As my vision cleared, I saw that I was surrounded by three personnel - two nurses and a doctor, I assumed. They were all staring at me with concerned expressions, their eyes scanning my face as if searching for something.I tried to speak, but my voice came out hoarse and barely audible. I cleared my throat, trying again. "Where… where am I?" I managed to croak.The doctor, a kind-looking woman with a gentle smile, stepped forward. "You're in the hospital, Maya," she said softly.I frowned, trying to recall. But my memories were hazy, fragmented. I remembered arguing with Donovan, feeling angry and hurt. And then… nothing.I shook my head, feeling a wave of fear wash over me. What had happened to me? How had I ended up here?The doctor's expression turned reassuring. "Don't worry, Maya. You're safe now. We're going to take good care of
DONOVAN As I sat there, trying to catch my breath and calm my emotions, I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt that was suffocating me. I kept replaying the events of the past few days in my head, wondering what I could have done differently to prevent this from happening.Why had I been so distant and cold towards Maya? Why had I let our relationship deteriorate to the point where she felt like she was walking on eggshells around me? Why had I not been more supportive, more understanding, more loving?The more I thought about it, the more I blamed myself for what had happened to Maya. If only I had been a better husband, a better partner, maybe she wouldn't be lying in that hospital bed right now.I felt like I was drowning in a sea of regret and self-doubt. I couldn't forgive myself for my mistakes, for my shortcomings. I felt like I had failed Maya, like I had let her down when she needed me most.As I sat there, consumed by my guilt and regret, I knew that I had to find a way
DONOVAN I paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room, my mind racing with thoughts of Maya's condition. I couldn't shake the image of her lying on the floor, her hair matted with blood.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a doctor emerged from the treatment room. I rushed over to him, my heart pounding with anticipation."Doctor, what's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "What's wrong with Maya?"The doctor's expression was sympathetic, but his words were guarded. "I'm afraid we can't say for certain yet," he said. "We're running some tests, and we'll need to wait for the results before we can determine the extent of her injuries."I felt like I was losing my mind. "What do you mean you can't say for certain?" I pressed. "Can't you tell me anything?"The doctor shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr...?" He paused, looking at me expectantly."Donovan," I supplied."Mr. Donovan, I understand your concern, but we need to wait for the test results before we can gi